Well, no day like a snow day even if it was the day I’d planned to begin deep packing…anyway not only did it snow from before dawn to beyond dark but with a high of 19 it was just too cold to be out there fussing in the truck, anyway…while tiny flakes fell steadily through the morning,

growing larger and puffier, to dogs’ delight,

in the afternoon wherein

we confined ourselves to a small walk over to the cabin to close the door

as “Crystal Vessel” was softly buried and

“Timbre” delineated.

It was a day of heaters and wood fires in the absence of sunlight

but by Monday morning melting

and afternoon…gone.

Tuesday I got up the creek as far as the ONAL RES DAP [[Nati]onal [Fo]res[t] [Boun]dar[y]] before closing up the Toolbox and packing more stuff destined for California while Linda

reviewed the layout for her Kaneko book…during which Bill and Mu paid us a welcome farewell visit, making for a late lunch.  Later it was up to the studio, bringing things down, readying

to move on.  Late light, most of the snow melted, but COLD as soon as soon as the sun was

gone, though in the morning it was back, slightly more warmer and

showing whiteness on the Sangres.

Another day of loading, skies

that make a person want to stay on,

always true.

Finally, though…

it’s over [the summer; after all, it’s already November].